Chapter 7: Their Possession1

By the time the final bell rang, my headache had faded into a dull, lingering ache. But the uneasy feeling in my stomach hadn’t.

I kept my head down as I walked through the halls, avoiding eye contact, silently praying I could make it outside without—

A hand snatched

Chapter 8: Their Possession2

The silence was suffocating.

The moment the triplets stepped forward, the entire hallway froze.

A ripple of awareness shuddered through the crowd, like prey instinctively sensing a predator. Or three.

The air thickened, weighted with something dark, electric—somethi

Chapter 9: The Call of the Wolf

The night air was thick, heavy, pressing against me like an unseen weight.

I lay curled on my cot, my body aching from the day’s torment, my bruises throbbing like old wounds refusing to heal. The pack house was quiet, save for the distant rustle of leaves outside